Apparently he was because the older man was watching him raptly and the whistle just made him duck his head a little. He wasn't used to being ogled but he didn't mind when it was Tony. He just didn't know how to respond to it.

Orders. Orders he could do. So he did turn, looking over his shoulder as he slid his pants down. He was wearing a pair of dark blue boxer briefs that were rather similar to the ones he wore on leave. They clung to him nicely and outlined the shape of his ass beautifully.

"This helping you feel better?" He laughed lightly.